Millenium: Respect My Shit

Published by Soul Shant Music, BMI

written and arranged by Millenium
From the lp Most Through
© 2000 House of Abdul







Verse1:

Nigga Respect the game don't neglect your fame
Cause if you blow all of your shit you got yourself to blame
Check the name got beef nigga don't come around me
Fuck around your body wash up in the next county
Found me over seas asking did I mean too
Family passing out flyers asking if they seen you
Mom's crying at your wake saying she used to feed you
You was all jaw from the start your glass heart I seen through
I weed through all the bullshit because I don't need you
One million nine hundred ninety six , four more to see two
I ride like the five series fly like the b2
Dead your world like I'm t2 your bitch could bleed too
But it ain't no need to your transparent way's I seen through
Kaos theory was the ground view now it's round two
Buss like them cats in sound view without the tech nines
Best respect mines I tear cats from toes to neck lines

Chorus x1:

If you riding in my whip nigga respect my shit
If you trying to cop a brick nigga respect my shit
If you rolling with my click nigga respect my shit
If you living like I'm living you must respect this shit
If you stepping on my toes nigga respect my shit
If you trying to fuck my hoes nigga respect my shit
If you see me getting dough nigga respect my shit
Don't want to respect my shit then you can catch my clip

Verse2:

Respect my shit or become my enemy
Millenium known for turning niggas life spans into distant memories
You got a problem respecting me then please leave the room
Before I turn your holiday into a season of doom
Don't show me love when you see me that's a form of disrespect
Looks and mugs when you see me that's a form of disrespect
Talking shit when you don't know me that's a form of disrespect
Then trying to act like you're my homie that's a form of disrespect
Back in the day's they was like eww why do he like me
Now a day's it's like "Clinton why don't you like me"
Telling your friends that I was pressed when I said you were cute
Calling me a scrub muthafucka when I ain't have no loot
Now you see me in a suit splurging down in georgetown
Begging me to wait a minute while you write your number down
That was back then hate me now I still love you
Sincerely the same muthafucka p.s. Fuck you

Verse 3:

I swear to god y'all niggas better respect me
Don't let me find out you've been talking shit
Or you gon' see where the tech be
I let three loose right in the club
Oh you rollin' with thugs we gon' see what you made of

Chorus x1: